Sure, it's simple, writing for kids... Just as simple as bringing them up.

What children don't understand, and can't understand until they grow up some, is how much the whole fabric and process of human society depends on everybody agreeing to ignore, most of the time, the fact that all of us are, most of the time, inadequate, incompetent, pitiful, and, in fact, naked to our enemies. None of us really has very much in the way of spiritual, moral clothing. We dress ourselves in rags. And we agree to say nothing about it. To a very large extent, it is human charity that clothes us.

The preservation of life seems to be rather a slogan than a genuine goal of the anti-abortion forces; what they want is control. Control over behavior: power over women. Women in the anti-choice movement want to share in male power over women, and do so by denying their own womanhood, their own rights and responsibilities.

We are volcanoes. When we women offer our experience as our truth, as human truth, all the maps change. There are new mountains.

A man does not make his destiny: he accepts it or denies it.

What's needed in this case is conscious and serious practice in hearing, and using, and being used by, other people's voices.

You sit down and you do it, and you do it, and you do it, until you have learned to do it.